There is a great deal they do not know about me before I was found. I had escaped from the people that made me produce puppies year after year. I was just about to drop my last litter of puppies. Some kind people came for me from Doberman Rescue. My body told them what I could not. There was a bald patch ringed around my neck that would never grow back. My front teeth were gone. The ones that were left looked as though they had been filed down. When my labor started the puppies became stuck and I was rushed for an emergency cesarean section/spay. I also had a severe case of heartworm. I was given treatment but my heart was left with damage. I still trusted and loved people. I tried to show this by offering my right paw to any one that would look at me. Melissa and Judy of the Doberman Pinscher Rescue at North Florida were the angels that saved my life. I soon moved to live my last six months of my life in Mount Dora, Florida. I had lots of pillows and blankets. The food was great. I went everywhere with my new person. It was wonderful driving with the window down to feel the fresh air on my face. I even barked once or twice when I saw the Mount Dora horse and carriage go by. It was a surprise to even myself, I had been so shy and quiet. I made lots of friends at the dog park down the street. Unfortunately my past caught up with me. My droopy mammary glands ballooned with a vengeance. It was becoming difficult to lie down. My heart condition became worse. The aggressive form of breast cancer would probably not have formed if I had been spayed at a young age and not used as a puppy machine. That same day Dr. Weber of Lake Veterinary Clinic gently examined me. It seemed to me that he wanted me to be free of the discomfort and pain. So I did have a peaceful death in the arms of my person. I will miss all of my good friends, the people who loved me. Perhaps they will miss me too.